Lusi’s sure-fire way to beat sickness:
-Drink tea from a mug bigger than your fricken’ head. Repeat x5.
-Watch some Freaks and Geeks. Then Gossip Girl. Then Doctor Who.
-Don’t go to school.
-Wear your super-hipster-cosmic-outer-space-pants. (This is super important; if not followed, one’s cold may very well escalate to flu status)
-Don’t you dare open that math textbook!
-Read The Mortal Instruments: City of Bones.
-Don’t try at all.
-Sleep for days.
-Write some really sappy short stories. Live vicariously through them as you cough viciously.
-In your delusional/drugged up state, imagine you are the best writer ever. Picture yourself famous. (Warning: this will never happen. Stop kidding yourself. It’s just the cold talking. And the drugs.)
-Make everyone pity you. That way, they’ll do stuff for you. You know, because you’re sick, and all.
-Skype your mom who’s across the world. Make her pity you too.
-Eat popsicles with the girl you babysit. Ice cream is supposed to help with a sore throat, no?!
-Lastly, blankets are your best friend right now. Go cuddle with them and a cat. Preferably, your own cat.
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